Chapter 436 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

George removed her hand from his face. “Why?”

Dawn was not sure how to respond to this. Didn’t he know why? Marcy was right there, in the room next door!

“Because… Marcy is here…”, Dawn said in a small voice while pointing at the door.

George’s hard expression eased.

“She can be in the room across the hall or across the ocean. Why would I care where she is?”

With that, George’s hand landed at the back of Dawn’s head, and he pulled her for another kiss.

Dawn was swept away in another kissing frenzy, and she felt his hot palm on her waist when she remembered one more thing.

“Wait… wait…”

George groaned in protest. “Now what?”

Dawn bit her lower lip guiltily and looked to the side. “The tray. Let me keep it on the side.” It was right there on the bed and if she and George were about to do what she thought they were going to do, that tray will be tossed on the ground and make a mess she would need to clean later.

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Dawn kept the tray on the table and turned to see George’s frown directed at her.

“Is something wrong?”, Dawn asked.

“I don’t know. You tell me.”, George said dryly. “Is there some other condition I need to fulfill before I can claim my mate, or are those just excuses to keep me away from you? If you are not willing, just say so. There is no need to…”

“Is that what you are thinking?”, Dawn interrupted him.

George closed his eyes and exhaled sharply. “I don’t know. What should I think? Tell me.”

Dawn’s heart cracked when his insecurities splashed on her through their mate bond, reminding her that just yesterday his bond with Marcy was broken, and it seemed that he was broken also.

She looked at him and for the first time, she didn’t see the powerful and domineering Commander George. He was just George, her mate, who fed her and wanted to know things about her, and he was impossibly handsome. In addition to that, he was scarred in ways she couldn’t imagine, but she knew that she had the power to make it better.

Dawn reached for the hem of her blouse and pulled it over her head. Next, she unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied out of them while being painfully aware that George was observing her keenly.

Dawn released a slow breath and met his gaze.

“No excuses, George.” She looked down on her body that had only a blue lacy bra and matching panties to cover her private parts. “This is me. No matter what you think that’s going on, never doubt the fact that I am your mate, and I am yours. This is yours.”

George could feel her sincerity that dispersed the dark clouds from his mind.

He pushed himself off the bed and in one swift move he removed his t-shirt.

Dawn’s eyes widened at the sight of his muscle-packed torso, and she swallowed a mouthful of air when she realized that he was less than a step away from her.

This was the first time for them to stand so close in front of each other, and Dawn realized how tall he was, and how broad his shoulders were… he looked like a mountain.

George’s hand went up in slow motion and he run his thumb over her lower lip. “Dawn Shaw, from today onward, you are mine. As your mate and your partner, I will take care of you. That’s a promise.”

Dawn was not sure if she heard him right. “Shaw? That’s not my name.”

George’s lips lifted into a smile. “It will be after I mark you.” His hand moved to Dawn’s left, and he touched with the tips of his fingers the base of her neck. “You will carry my mark, and you will carry my pups. Mine.”

Dawn’s heart was beating so violently, that she thought it will come out of her chest.

Shaw. George Shaw. Dawn Shaw. She liked it.

He will give her his last name, his mark, and his pups… their pups. Dawn could feel arousal swelling within her at the thought of them making babies.

George admired the sight of Dawn’s breasts rising and falling as she breathed. Her blue lacy bra hugged her curves perfectly and the color matched her eyes. It was like it was made for her.

He licked his lips while imagining what her nipples look like, and how they will feel on his tongue. Would it taste like cinnamon? He knew that he could remove that bra easily and confirm, but part of him enjoyed the guessing game.

Dawn’s nipples were just like Dawn herself; a mystery, something he was yet to uncover, but he knew it was his.

George pinched Dawn’s chin with this thumb and index finger and lifted her head and he took his time memorizing her features. Light blue eyes with a hint of gray… small nose… pinkish lips… and adorable freckles that created an intricate pattern on her nose and cheeks that were now rosy because she was flustered.

George’s wolf was stirring impatiently, urging him to get closer to mate, and George was happy to confirm that every spark of their bond prickling his fingers was gradually mending his cracked soul, and embedding pieces of Dawn as part of George’s new normal.

It was faint at first, but now George was confident that thanks to Dawn’s presence, his wolf was getting stronger by the second, and so was George. Will they return to the state they were before Marcy’s rejection? George was not sure, but this phenomenon confirmed that Dawn was much more than his light. She was his lifeline, his everything.

While George studied Dawn’s features, her eyes moved lower to look at the tattoo that was on the left side of his chest.

The design was elegant with a fully open lily flower in the middle and branches spreading on the sides with buds on it. Two swallows with forked tails were facing the lily, and there was a patch close to George’s armpit that looked like clouds. It was delicate and curvy, and Dawn thought how it wouldn’t fit a fierce warrior. And below it were two letters, E and C.

George was watching her, and he could see her brows coming together in a frown.

“What is it?”, he asked. Did she not approve of his tattoo? Or was something else going on in her pretty head?

“Those letters…”, Dawn said in a small voice. “Are they… for a… woman?”

George glanced down and responded flatly, “One of them is.”

Dawn pressed her lips into a line. She didn’t like the idea of a memory of some woman being etched onto his body.

George’s expression didn’t change when he said, “Eliana and Conor. My parents.” He did it to serve as a silent reminder of what he was doing. Revenge.

Dawn’s eyes widened for a moment, and she cursed herself silently. Was she jealous of his mother?

George leaned on her left and his breath splashed on her ear as he murmured, “I love that you are possessive of me. It tells me you don’t want to share me. I feel the same about you.”

Dawn moved to see George’s face and she examined him while wondering if that was true or if he was just saying it to make her feel better.

“You do?”, she asked. The thought of such an exquisite specimen thinking of her as his, and not willing to share, was fantastic.

George took Dawn’s right hand and placed it on his chest. Her palm prickled with sparks of their bond, but even with that, she could feel his strong heartbeat.

“I lost hope that I will see the light, but then you came. I have no intention of letting go, Dawn. As long as you don’t abandon what we have, I will go through any storm for you.”

A million butterflies exploded in her stomach, making her all giddy and she feared that she might throw up.

His words were extremely stimulating, and it was all enhanced by the fact that she was just in her underwear, standing a fraction away from her smoking-hot half-naked mate.

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Dawn’s hands moved around George’s neck, and she got on her toes, boldly going to claim lips that were begging to be kissed, and George was happy to respond ardently because he also craved for deeper intimacy with his newly found mate.

Dawn closed her eyes when their lips connected, and she laced her fingers in his hair that curled a bit.

His stubble prickled her skin, a stark contrast to his velvety lips that devoured her hungrily, and she wouldn’t want it any other way.

George’s arms wrapped around Dawn, and he pulled her into a firm embrace, closing the tiniest gaps between their bodies.

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